This is a song about "Italian girls"

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress

I'm on deck i'm up next

All the girls wanna have sex

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Girls always playing games with emotions

Ybm and emp it's like we brothers

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

Bruh, i see, girls everywhere

Throw your money in the air

If i could call it a sandwich it would be italian

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

I give a girl what she want - but no dollars

Cassidy your different from other girls

I've become immune to you no name haters

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls